I wasn't going to post again this week. Really didn't want to. Really didn't feel like I had much to say. It's been an exhausting couple of weeks. I've mentally and emotionally just wanted to check out on EVERYTHING. Life was hitting me left and right. And when life comes at me fast and hard there are a few things that I want to do: 1. Crawl into a hole and disappear for a few days. I mean, no phones, no communication with the outside world. Locked away while I recharge

I wasn't going to post this week. I was going to take a break and resume in the near future. This past week has been a rough one, emotionally, mentally, and physically. My last post was about the unexpected. How true that post rang out this last week. I lost a friend. She fought hard against the cancer. Now, she's no longer in pain. Death, at any age, can be a hard thing to handle and process. But, when it was someone who was considered young, it's a bigger pill to swa

Ever received some news that was completely unexpected? It just hit you out of no where and you had no clue that it was coming? That was me a few weeks ago. In one moment, a part of my environment changed without notice. World spinning. No, we will not stop and carry on. I must wade in this pool of misery (Okay, that's a little on the dramatic side but we've all been there.) So, how do you combat those feelings? How do you react in the moment? Good or bad? As an artist, I

Lately, I’ve been in a slump. A bad one. As artists, we all go through it. It’s inevitable. It’s not fun –– in fact, if we’re being real here, it sucks –– but it happens. For me, I got comfortable in it. I stopped writing. I started making excuses. I told myself I’d start on that next draft tomorrow, or next week, or at the start of the month. The days piled up and before I knew it, I hadn’t written anything in months. Months! It wasn’t like me. I’ve never been the most disci